The first time Namjoon talked about his fear, they weren't even together. They were drunk lying on the floor of Yoongi's studio.
They had finally finished the song they were working on and had decided to celebrate, and the best way to celebrate was with alcohol and greasy takeout food that they would never tell anybody about.
They had been young, barely out of boyhood, still waiting to debut.
Yoongi knew that Namjoon was an omega. After all, that was hard to miss with his sweet peach scent, but the part of his brain that he would later come to realise as his inner alpha hadn't understood it yet.
Namjooon was just Namjoon.
They were talking about their future. Neither of them had really expected to become idols, but suddenly they were about to be, and neither really knew how to deal with it.
Yoongi could not remember how they had gotten to the point, alcohol was a wonderful thing, but at some point, Namjoon had confessed that he was scared about being an omega idol. He was worried about what it meant for his future, especially since they had both seen the visuals they wanted to push Namjoon with, which were very alpha-like.
"The only people who will be interested in me will be like extreme alpha alphas, if you get what I mean, somebody who wants to put a mouthy omega in his place! My first time and knotting will be so violent!" Namjoon was whining as he guided the bottle of soju to his lips as he polished it off, letting it drop back down to the floor next to his head.
"I am sure it will be fine," Yoongi mumbled as he was getting tired, his eyelids heavy, and he was trying really hard not to think about the image that the younger rapper was creating in his mind.
They didn't talk more about it that night, and Yoongi really did try his best to push the thought out of his mind. It really was better for him not to think about his friend in that way.
He and Namjoon were friends, and it really was not appropriate for Yoongi to think about his friend getting knotted. Yoongi was not that kind of alpha. He was not some knot-head thinking with his dick that couldn't have omega friends cause he couldn't control himself!
Time passed, as time had the habit of doing.
Yoongi would not admit it, but he couldn't help but dislike the people Namjoon were dating. The conversation about knotting still stuck in the back of his mind, no matter how much he tried to forget it.
The younger omega only dated two people through the first 6 years as BTS, and both of them were assholes in Yoongi's opinion, and both times Namjoon broke up with them before they got to the knotting part of the relationship.
They had sex, that much was clear, but no knotting happened.
The way Yoongi knew that was not because he was a creep, but because after 6 years, they were still best friends, and it didn't matter that Yoongi was an alpha. Namjoon still talked to him like anybody else, which included his knotting issues.
It was almost 10 years after that first conversation. Yoongi was no longer a gangly 18 years old barely out of boyhood alpha, still trying to figure out what being an alpha meant to him. No, he was a 28-year-old, still gangly alpha, who had realised that he had no idea what being an alpha meant, and he didn't care.
Yoongi wasn't sure how they got to that point, yes Namjoon always made him have a weird fluttery feeling in his stomach, but the alpha had no idea that he had apparently lost his marbles as he one late evening, while they were talking casually in the studio suggested: "if you are worried about it so much, let me be the first, you know I will treat you right and make you feel good."
The words were out of Yoongi's mouth before he even realised that he was saying them. He meant them, of course. Maybe it was something he had daydreamed about whenever Namjoon would worry his cute little head about being knotted or about another stupid alpha boyfriend.
That still didn't mean that it wasn't pretty damn creepy for Yoongi to just say it out loud. Luckily for him, Namjoon was the lead expert in just rolling with the punches as he cocked his head lightly to the side in a thinking movement "would you really do that for me?"
This time Yoongi managed to hold back the ' I would do anything for you, you make my heartbeat in a way nobody else does', which was threatening to find its way up his throat.
Instead, he went with the much more socially acceptable "of course." he smiled at Namjoon, placing a hand on top of Namjoon's on the table. "I know this is something you have been scared and worried about for years, and I want your first time with knotting to be a memory your will treasure."
Yoongi was honestly a little surprised by himself. He had no idea that he was so smooth. Normally it was Namjoon who had a way with words, not him.
Namjoon looked at him, seeming to try and consider it for a few moments. He was tabbing the side of his mouth with a fingertip, a move he often did when he was thinking. It was also a move that made everybody, including Yoongi, very aware of just how pretty his lips were and how much they would be perfect for kissing.
"You are right." a smile was slowly spreading over those kissable lips before he sighed. "I have been worried about it. People often struggle to see Namjoon because of RM." to other people; it might seem weird for Namjoon to refer to his stage persona and his real person. For Yoongi, it made full sense. He himself found that it was easier for him to split Suga, Agust D and Yoongi apart. The pressure of being an idol was heavy on the soul, and sometimes not dealing with it was easier.
That was how they had ended up with Yoongi being the first alpha to knot Namjoon. Without them dating, without them mating, and with Yoongi having a giant crush on Namjoon that he was fully in denial about having. What could possibly go wrong?
To say Yoongi was nervous building up to the date they had decided on. Not that he was worried about doing something with Namjoon, sadly that thought had long since been a stable in his dreams no matter how much Yoongi tried to deny it. (denial was easier than figuring out what the hell he was meant to do with emotions.)
No, what worried Yoongi and frayed his nerves, was the fear that he wouldn't be able to make it good for Namjoon. That he wouldn't be able to bring the omega the pleasure and good times that he deserved.
Namjoon had held out on knotting for so long. He had been worried about it for even longer. Yoongi had to make it good for Namjoon. He had to make it something that the omega would look back on with fondness.
Even if Yoongi couldn't have Namjoon, even if that was not the end goal for them, he could give Namjoon this. That would have to be enough.
What helped was the fact that Namjoon didn't seem awkward or nervous. He seemed to have full faith in Yoongi. They had agreed to get a hotel room together during their break where it could go down. In the weeks leading up to that break, Namjoon was more touchy with Yoongi. His hand would linger on Yoongi's shoulder. He would intertwine their fingers in a casual gesture and didn't seem to even try and hold back his scent when they hugged, leaving Yoongi to often have some of the peach scent on him, even hours after they had left each other space.
That was something he could survive, and even something he liked. What he couldn't survive was Seokjin's wriggling eyebrows, as if the older alpha knew something that Yoongi didn't. He would even drop teasing comments when Namjoon was out of range "Aw Yoong's no reason to pout, I am sure he is going to come back in a second and hold your hand, it won't get too lonely."
It was very sad that kicking your groupmate was probably not something neither their company nor Namjoon would approve of, and Yoongi really didn't want to upset Namjoon. That was the only reason that Seokjin was still breathing.
Especially after he sat down next to Yoongi while they were waiting for Namjoon to finish getting his pictures taken, the other alpha had such a serious expression on his face, Yoongi was actually worried for a second that something had happened. That all stopped when Seokjin took his hand. "I will hold it. We can't have it getting too lonely now, can we."
Yoongi did punch Seokjin at that point. Sadly the bastard moved too fast for Yoongi to actually catch him, but he did get his revenge as the asshole fell on his face out of the chair laughing that hard.
"Why would Yoongi's hand get lonely when Namjoon holds it often?" Jungkook sounded so confused, and if it wasn't because Jungkook was the most oblivious person in the world when it came to this stuff, Yoongi would have punched him as well. Or at least attempted. Jungkook was starting to bulk up, and Yoongi had a grim idea that he probably wouldn't win that fight.
Maybe he should start hitting the gym as well. (would Namjoon like it if he had a bit more muscle? No, Yoongi was not gonna think about that! Nope, not at all!)
None of them got to answer Jungkook confused question as Namjoon finally finished up his photos and joined them in the back room. He took one look at the scene before sighing, "do I even want to know why he is on the ground about to cry."
Luckily for Yoongi, Jimin was an angel, ready to cover for him "he lost a fight with his chair!"
Not a lie, but also not completely the truth, clearly Jimin was the hidden genius among them.
Namjoon tried to fight it, he clearly did, but he couldn't hide the little smile spreading over his lips "maybe it's better I take over the chair then. I am at least used to having to fight them."
None of them questioned when Namjoon sat down, instantly taking Yoongi's hand in his to start playing with Yoongi's long fingers.
That was how the weeks went by, and Yoongi couldn't lie. He did love this new normal.
Namjoon might be bigger than most omega's and more muscly build, but in Yoongi's mind, he was perfect hug size, and he got to do that a lot more since their agreement.
Then the weeks passed, and they started their break. They didn't go straight to the hotel, instead just lounging around in the dorm. The rest of BTS had either gone home, out with friends or girlfriends or just to spend some time alone.
Namjoon and Yoongi, just relaxed. Being an idol was stressful, so getting a few days for themselves was a blessing.
Yoongi had expected Namjoon to be jittery, to struggle sitting still as worry gathered in him. Namjoon was a worrier, after all. That didn't happen. Instead, the omega just seemed happy, and honestly, it was a little scary just how much Namjoon trusted him. Yoongi wasn't even sure if he really deserved that much trust.
He had been with omegas before, and he had knotted both one of his boyfriends and girlfriends. He knew that he could make it good for Namjoon, that he could make it something the omega would never forget.
Still, he was nervous.
He hated it.
"Stop doing that, and pay attention to me." Namjoon poked his cheek. They were cuddling on the couch, neither caring about their size different as Namjoon happily laid with his head on Yoongi's chest.
Yoongi's heart skipped a damn beat when he looked at Namjoon pouting. There was no reason Namjoon should look as cute as he did.
In public, Namjoon was their amazing leader, who was a genius and had everything under control. Who always had the right words and always made everybody feel safer. In private, Namjoon could be needy. Since he couldn't get away with the same thing as the maknae line could when it came to just draping himself over people, he got his fix in private, and since they agreed on this knotting thing, Yoongi had been Namjoon's favourite victim.
Not that Yoongi really minded.
"I am sorry." Yoongi couldn't stop himself from nipping at Namjoon's finger when it went close to his mouth, coursing the omega to giggle. "I was stuck in my own thoughts." it was the truth. Lying to Namjoon was just not something he could do.
"I can see this. What is too exciting that you rather be in your head than with me."
"You." it was the honest answer as Yoongi wrapped his arms around the bigger omega. "I was just thinking everything through, making sure that it was still okay that it was gonna be good."
Namjoon turned around, so he was on his stomach between Yoongi's legs, looking up at Yoongi with wide eyes and a soft smile on his lips "you have nothing to worry about, I know you will be amazing, you always are."
Yoongi huffed a little, but he couldn't stop himself from relaxing back into the pillow under his head, Namjoon's sweet peach scent getting heavier as he focused it. The scent always had that effect on him, which was another thing that was much better if Yoongi didn't think about it too much, "I think that is the reason I worry so much," He leaned his head into Namjoon's hand as the omega cupped his cheek.
He couldn't stop his eyes from fluttering close. He was just that comfortable with Namjoon "why?"
"Because you trust me, and I don't take that lightly."
"I don't trust you blindly." there was a certain huffiness to his voice. "I am not like that. You know that." Yoongi did know that as he opened his eyes to meet Namjoon glare. The omega was pouting and glaring at the same time.
The effect was little scary omega and more cutie.
"I trust you because I know you because you have earned it over and over again. So stop stressing yourself out, and pet my hair. It's just knotting."
Yoongi repeated that line over and over again for him. It's just knotting. It's just knotting. Somehow no matter how much he said it, it still didn't feel right.
There wasn't anything that was Namjoon that was ' just something' Namjoon deserved better than that. He deserved the world.
Namjoon lifted himself up on his arms, hand on either side of Yoongi's head, looking down at the alpha "if you don't want to do this, Yoongi, we don't have to. I won't judge you. I know that this might be a line you aren't comfortable with crushing."
The worst part was that Yoongi knew Namjoon was speaking the truth. He would not judge Yoongi if he chose not to go through with it even if it would hurt him.
There wasn't a single part of Yoongi who could deal with the idea of not going through with that, and he could feel panic crawling up his spine as he wrapped his arms around Namjoon's shoulders "that is not what I meant." he tried not to frown, that really should be below him as a fully grown alpha, but Namjoon could always see through him.
Shifting his weight, so he was resting more of his weight on Yoongi and one arm, Namjoon smoothed the frown lines around his mouth out with a soft hand. It reminded him of all the times that Namjoon had teased him that if he kept frowning like that, his face would be stuck that way "you overthink everything."
"Well, you normally do it, so I thought I would try what it felt like?" Yoongi delivered the line with the dullest expression and tone possible. Hoping that Namjoon really couldn't feel just how fast Yoongi's heart was going as it seemingly was trying to beat out of his chest as Namjoon's fingers moved closed to Yoongi's lips.
It was Namjoon's turn to pout, but his eyes were still bright and happy, showing that he didn't take it to heart. "I do not overthink things!"
"It took you 40 minutes to decide what to order yesterday."
"That is not the same!" Namjoon moved his hand down to rest on it instead, still more or less caging Yoongi in on the couch.
Luckily for both of them, neither Yoongi nor his inner alpha felt anything other than happiness being this close to the omega, as Yoongi really did try his best to keep his instincts and scent under control. Just cause they had agreed to knotting did not mean that Namjoon would welcome scenting.
The two of them just stared at each other. There was something pressing in the air. Yoongi didn't know what it was, but he was scared the moment he opened his mouth, he would break whatever it was.
Instead, it was Namjoon speaking up as he softly said, "since we are planning to do something as intimate as knotting, it only feels right that we at least kiss before we get to that point, doesn't it?" Namjoon's eyes slid down to Yoongi's lips, and the alpha couldn't stop himself from licking them.
The words still wouldn't come to Yoongi, as he just nodded, trying not to say something stupid like ' yes please kiss me and never stop.'
In the next moment, Namjoon's lips were pressed against Yoongi's in the softest kiss either man had ever experienced.
Yoongi's mind went black. It wasn't a deep nor erotic kiss, just a simple press of lips against lips. Namjoon's breathe against Yoongi's, the light scent of peach surrounding them as Namjoon's scent invaded Yoongi's nose in the best way possible.
It wasn't a perfect kiss, objectively speaking. Namjoon's lips were a little chapped as the omega had a bad habit of biting them when he was thinking, which was pretty much constantly.
Still, for Yoongi, it was perfect. It was Namjoon, warm and strong above him, holding himself up with one arm while having the other softly placed on Yoongi's jaw to make sure the alpha was tilted the way he wanted it.
Stereotypes didn't matter at that moment. That one of them was an alpha, and the other an omega had no meaning to them at that moment. Yoongi didn't care that he was letting Namjoon lead the kiss. All the mattered was the warm weight of Namjoon on top of him, the calloused fingertips on his jaw. Fingertips that were calloused from both endless hours in front of a keyboard and from working out in the gym. A combination that was all Namjooon, a combination that helped remind Yoongi exactly who it was kissing him.
He tried his best to keep his hands where they were, on Namjoon's hips, and not let them wander to this strong thighs he always wondered how would feel, or the subtle ass that Namjoon had been working so hard on.
There would be another moment to feel up Namjoon, to really fill his dreams, making sure that even if he only got one night with Namjoon, his hands and his brain would always be able to feel him.
When the kiss finally broke, Namjoon pulling away, with his eyes almost sparkling as peaches as ripe as the summer sky settled over them, Yoongi couldn't help it but grin up at Namjoon. He felt lighter than he ever had before, almost like he could float away if he really tried.
What made it all better was the fact that Namjoon had the exact same expression on his face, looking at Yoongi like he was something precious.
"With how nervous and overthinking you have been about this whole thing, I thought I was about to find out you were terrible at kissing." Namjoon's eyes crinkled in soundless laughter, but his voice still sounded breathless from the kiss.
"And now?" Was that really Yoongi's voice? He couldn't believe it. He sounded nothing like himself. He sounded like he had just run a marathon, but in a sexy way.
He didn't even know what that meant, and he didn't much care. All that mattered was Namjoon above him.
They were still close to each other, Yoongi able to feel Namjoon's breathe fan out over his own lips.
"Now I know better." Namjoon words were whispered.
Yoongi really wished that he could keep his eyes on Namjoon' look into those dark brown orbs hoping that Namjoon would see exactly how deep his feelings went, but his glance kept being forced down to Namjoon's lips.
Those damn lips.
Everybody and their mother knew that Namjoon had great lips. Yoongi wouldn't be surprised if more than a few people they had met had imagined late at night exactly how good those lips would look and feel wrapped around their cock.
Yoongi wished he could say that he had never done that. That he was above that, but he would be lying.
Still, nothing he had seen before, no way that Namjoon had looked, was even close to what Yoongi was seeing at that moment. Lightly swollen lips, wet from the kissing, and Namjoon absentmindedly licked them to keep them moist.
Yoongi had no damn idea who moved first. Maybe it was him, maybe it was Namjoon, but they were kissing again. Lips still soft and careful, even if Yoongi could feel the heat grow in his lower stomach, he didn't push for more or needed more.
This was more than enough; this was perfect. Only made more perfect as Namjoon relaxed, daring to put more of his weight on top of Yoongi, instead of having all of his waist rest on his knees and his hand.
Namjoon was warm above him, so warm and comfortable in a way that Yoongi couldn't describe.
His hands were starting to slide down without him even thinking about them until he finally got to get a strong hold on the back of Namjoon's thighs. Suddenly he was glad for his large hands cause there was so much warm, strong muscle for Yoongi to feel up.
In all honesty, he wasn't sure that it would have stayed so soft and sweet if they had kept kissing. He could already feel it inside of himself, the fire and heat building up, craving Namjoon, craving everything he couldn't have just yet.
Luckily, or maybe unluckily, they didn't get to test that theory, as the door to the living room banged up "have any of you seen my switch? I can't find it!" Jungkook's voice was whiny and his steps heavy until they stopped as he noticed the two of them on the couch.
Panic started to rise up in Yoongi's chest, threatening to choke him out as he broke his kiss with Namjoon, whipping his head to the side staring at the maknae who was looking at them. "It's not what you think we aren't together!"
He didn't want everybody to know about what was going on, and he didn't want the rest of BTS to make assumptions about Namjoon because of him.
Jungkook just beamed at them. "I know, don't worry! Bro, kisses are important!" For a second Yoongi thought Jungkook was making fun of them, but Jungkook was a terrible liar, in the light in his eyes showed that he was being 100% serious.
"What?" he felt as if he was actively losing braincells trying to understand exactly what the younger alpha meant. It didn't help that Namjoon was still warm on top of him, now giggling hiding his face in Yoongi's chest.
"Bro kisses!" Jungkook said it like it was the most normal thing, "Seokjin and I do it all the time! Now have you seen my switch? Mum and Ma are waiting for me in the car."
"It's in the bathroom, where you left it." Namjoon's voice was muffled from where he was still trying to stifle his laughter and hiding in Yoongi's chest.
"Oh, thanks!" with that Jungkook left without even a second hesitation, again making Yoongi realise, that the younger was being very serious about the idea of bro kisses.
"Do you think they are gonna have 'bro sex' and be 'bro mated'? as well?" Sheer wonder was clear in Yoongi's voice, as he tried to really understand what was going on.
"That does seem very much like them." Namjoon looked up at Yoongi finally, and the alphas stomach did a flip as they looked at each other.
They didn't go back to making out, which was probably for the best as Yoongi really did not trust his self-control, instead, he let Namjoon go help Jungkook find his switch since the baby alpha as always was a mess.
When Yoongi got ready for sleep that night, Namjoon found his way into Yoongi's room, suggesting that maybe they should sleep together, just to get used to each other before everything went down.
Yoongi couldn't find a good reason to say no, as 'I am not sure I can control myself, you are too pretty' didn't really seem like something he could say, so instead, he just agreed.
He did manage to keep his hands to himself, while just hugging and cuddling Namjoon as they slept, but he wasn't sure how he would ever go back to sleep by himself, cause Namjoon felt so good in his arms.
Finally came the day they had decided on, and Yoongi was sure that his heart would beat out of his chest as he guided Namjoon to the hotel room he had booked for them.
It was a room made for spending heats or ruts, meaning that it was scent and soundproof, which meant they could feel safe alone with each other, and never had to worry about anybody else hearing them.
It was perfect.
Everything was planned.
So why was Yoongi going through everything for the 7th time in his head, sure that he had forgotten something?
He was distracted by those thoughts, so he didn't notice Namjoon sitting down carefully on the side of the bed, playing with the edge of his hoodie, unable to look Yoongi in the eyes "uhm..." Namjoon was at loss for words, something that just wasn't natural for the pretty omega.
That was when Yoongi finally got his shit together, cause he had wanted to do this to start with to make sure Namjoon was comfortable, that it was a good memory, but now he himself was making Namjoon feel self-conscious, and that was just not gonna work out.
Shaking himself out of his worry, Yoongi sat down next to Namjon "remember that you can say no, if I do anything you don't want, you can say no. If it's going too fast, you can ask to slow down, if you want to do something else you can ask for that."
It broke the tension in Namjoon's shoulder as he laughed "are you giving me the consent speech? After you left me to give it to the entire maknae line awkwardly?" that made Yoongi laugh a little as well when Namjoon had come to him at first, asking him to do it as the oldest alpha, he had just stared at Namjoon like he couldn't understand exactly why Namjoon was asking him something that stupid.
Afterwards, he had made sure that Namjoon would not find him, cause there were very few things he wanted less than to teach his younger groupmates about consent. Consent was important, and it was good that Namjoon thought of making sure that somebody taught them that.
It was just also very important, that the person to tell them and teach them, was not Yoongi. Cause his idea of consent was to make sure that they never had sex or tried to romance another person. Don't need to learn consent, if you are never getting any.
It was sound logic in his head.
Luckily for all of them, and the future of the maknae lines sex life, Namjoon ended up having the speech with them.
"Well nobody ever gave it to you." Yoongi had reached over to take Namjoon's hand in his, and not for the first time compared their hands next to each other. So similar, yet so different. Perfectly showing the difference and similarities between them outside of just hands.
"My father did."
"I really hope you are not comparing me to your dad because if you are, there are other things we need to discuss." Yoongi's voice was a slow drawl, which he knew would be enough to get Namjoon to giggle, it always was.
That removed the last tension in the room "oh please don't say that!" he giggled as he leaned his head on Yoongi's shoulder, a movement that could not be comfortable with their height difference, but Yoongi didn't question it. He himself felt the need to be physically as close to Namjoon as possible, his inner alpha roaring in his chest, that they were still too far away from each other.
"Hey, you have to be sure!" Yoongi grinned "you can't be too sure now a day, nothing against your dad, but I really would like not to have you think of him with me."
It was meant to be a joke, but Namjoon's expression went soft, and his eyes sparkled "I promise you, that I think of nobody other than you when we are together. I would never want to do that, you are more than enough to fill all of my senses and thoughts."
Bdump ...
Bdump ...
Bdump ...
Yoongi's heart was beating fast in his chest. He had dated people, but none of them had ever made him feel the way that Namjoon did at that moment.
He had always known that the omega had his way with words, he had seen it in speeches and in songwriting, but none of those had ever hit like Namjoon's words did at that moment.
Yoongi felt tongue-tied, no matter what he felt, there was no way he could ever express it even close to the way Namjoon did.
Instead, he said the only thing he could think off " I am going to kiss you now."
When Namjoon didn't argue against it, that was exactly what he did. Kissed Namjoon like it was the last thing he ever got to do, kiss him like he need Namjoon's lips more than he needed air. Which was exactly how he was feeling at that moment.
While the kisses they had shared in the living room days before had been innocent, with no heat behind them, the kiss they were sharing now was very different.
Eager and active, tongues rubbing against each other, as hands started to explore. Pulling off clothes and other items, to get at more warm skin.
For a moment, Yoongi forgot what they were doing, this wasn't just them sleeping together cause they wanted to. This was about making sure that Namjoon's experience was good.
They ended up in the most classic of position, down to just their underwear, with Namjoon on his back, head on the pillow, bleached locks having grown longer than normal spread out as a halo around him. Yoongi was between his legs, holding himself up with his hands and knees, as he guided his mouth down the slope of that long tanned neck, pressing kisses there, nipping at the skin with his teeth.
It was first when Yoongi felt the light shiver go through Namjoon, and not in a good way, that he remembered what this was all about. Pulling himself together, and pushing his inner alpha down into himself he lifted his head looking down at Namjoon "this still okay?"
Namjoon's eyes were wide, his pupil almost completely swallowing up his iris as he looked up at Yoongi "yeah it's just... a lot, I overthink things."
It was the first time Yoongi really realise exactly how worried and maybe even a little scared Namjoon was about the whole thing.
"It's okay. This is all a lot, just trust me, I will make it perfect." Yoongi rested their foreheads together at the same time as Namjoon reached up to wrap his arms around Yoongi's neck.
"I know." the words were a mere whisper, said against Yoongi's lips, as they kissed again.
Off came their underwear, and then they were completely naked, warm soft skin pressed against warm soft skin. Namjoon's peach scent was heavy in the air, and the best thing Yoongi had ever smelt, making him feel almost scentdrunk. He hoped that Namjoon found his alpha scent as appealing.
It was hard to smell your own scent, no matter how strong it was being, but other people had always scent that Yoongi's cinnamon scent was nice, especially for an alpha. All he could do was hope that Namjoon would like it, that his inner omega would feel content and safe with it.
This had come to mean so much more for Yoongi than it was meant to, and he couldn't help it.
Their cocks rubbed against each other, forcing their lips from each other, as Namjoon moaned out with a little yewl. It was cute. Namjoon was cute.
Yoongi wrapped his hand around Namjoon's cock, trying not to think about the fact that it was indeed Namjoon's cock he was stroking.
It was much smaller than Yoongi's the side effect of being an omega. Yoongi barely had any space to jerk him off, his hand covering most of it.
"So pretty." Yoongi wasn't sure if he was talking about Namjoon's cock, or about the man in general, why not both?
Namjoon tried to cover his face with one hand while grabbing at Yoongi's shoulder with the other "don't say that!"
The omega was writhing on the sheets, as the pleasure went over him.
Yoongi grinned, knowing that he could bring Namjoon pleasure like this "why would I do that? It's the truth. You are beautiful, and you shouldn't hide yourself away. I like seeing the pleasure in your face." Yoongi leaned over to press a kiss to the back of Namjoon's hand that was covering his face.
Slowly the hand slid away from his face at the same time as he let out a moan that not even he could suppress "Yoongi!" Namjoon's voice was much higher pitched than normal from the pleasure "this is not what it's meant to be about." he was spreading his legs more around Yoongi's hips, clearly showing what he was referring to.
The scent of slick was heavy in the air, and Yoongi didn't have to be able to see it to know that Namjoon was indeed heavily turned on from what was going on, and wanted Yoongi to get on with it.
"I know what our goal was, but this isn't just about stick my dick into you and knotting you." Yoongi had planned what he wanted before they even got to the room, and he knew how to get there "you trusted me to do this, so now trust me again. Knotting isn't just about sticking my dick in you joonie, it's about making sure that you are comfortable every step of the way. That you are happy and that you are safe. That you feel pleasure, never pain." Yoongi ran a thumb over Namjoon's cheek, taking in the omegas beauty. He had stopped jerking Namjoon off while they talked about this "I am gonna get you off, then I will stretch you. You aren't in heat, so we need to put in a little bit of effort into making sure that you can actually take this. I want to make this good for you, you have to trust me."
Namjoon blinked up at him, trying to take the words in as a soft blush spread over his cheeks "okay, then we do it your way."
"No, we do this our way." Yoongi kissed him, as he went back to jerking Namjoon off, with a quick eager movements of his hand.
It didn't take much effort after that, to get Namjoon to spill all over his hand. The omega was weak for pleasure, and Yoongi could play his body like a fiddle.
There was no sound and noise in existence that got even close to how good Namjoon sounded as he spilt, cum splattering over his own chest.
Namjoon was loose and soft afterwards, breath coming in slow deep intakes, and Yoongi couldn't help it, but wish that he could take a picture.
There were many times in his life where he was convinced that he had found the most beautiful version of Namjoon but like this. Naked, cum on his chest and ready for more, all parts of his body relaxed, with his lips swollen from both kissing and worrying them with his teeth, this was the most beautiful version of Namjoon.
"Still good to keep going?" Yoongi would have been more than happy to stop it there. More than happy to just have the visual in his mind.
His movements were sluggish as he was still coming down from his orgasm, but there was no hesitation as Namjoon wrapped those long never-ending legs around Yoongi's wrist "come on give it to me." how did Namjoon's voice sound so wrecked already?
Oh god, how would he sound if Yoongi fucked his throat? Lovingly of course, and only if Namjoon wanted it.
"Consent is important." Yoongi bit his own lip, barely managing to stop himself from rutting into Namjoon as the omega pulled him closer.
It was easier for him to ignore his neglected cock, when the soft skin of Namjoon's sizeable and firm glutes was not pressing against him. This was not about him, no matter how much Yoongi's cock seemed to disagree, this was about Namjoon, and that was his focus.
It wouldn't do for Yoongi to lose it early when they still had so far to go. There was so much more pleasure he wanted to show Namjoon.
It really didn't help, when Namjoon looked down at Yoongi's cock for the first time in the evening, as it pressed against his ass.
Yoongi wouldn't admit it ever, but maybe he was a bit self-conscious of his manhood, and his pride probably wouldn't survive if Namjoon, made fun of it, or just didn't like it.
Luckily for both of them and Yoongi's self-esteem, Namjoon didn't seem displeased, instead, his eyes just went wide "so big." the words were mumbled as if he didn't mean to say them out loud, but they just somehow escaped him "that will never fit."
Yeah, both Yoongi and his inner alpha couldn't help it, but almost purr, knowing that they had pleased Namjoon. That he liked what he saw.
There was no way of denying that at least, because a steady stream of slick was leaving Namjoon's body, leaking onto the sheet, in clear view of Yoongi's vision.
He had to stop Namjoon's hand "if you touch me right now, this will be over way before I knot you, hell before I even get inside of you." that was the truth, Yoongi was not sure he had even been as turned on as he was in that moment.
Namjoon seemed surprised at that, but he didn't try to touch Yoongi again. He looked a bit more like himself, a bit more sure of himself as he smiled up at Yoongi. As if seeing just how aroused Yoongi was made him feel more comfortable in himself.
"I am ready." the words were quiet but sure in himself.
Yoongi knew that he could trust them, as he let his hand slide down to Namjoon's slick opening. He counted to ten in his head, making sure that he was calm and not hurrying, as he slowly sank a finger inside of his crush "I brought lube, but it seems that we don't need it." cause you are so wet, so wet for me. Those words were unsaid, but Yoongi still felt them in his chest.
Namjoon was wet for him. Namjoon was drenched and leaking like a faucet. That was sign enough.
"Because you are a damn tease." Namjoon's thighs went tight for a moment, and oh... yeah Yoongi would love to be buried between those thick thighs, having them squeeze his head one day, but sadly, that was not what they were there for at that moment.
Maybe afterwards, if it was good enough, Namjoon would be up for doing it again, and again, and maybe just with each other for the rest of their life.
"You call it a tease, I call it making sure that you know exactly how loved you are." maybe that was a bit too real, a bit too direct, but Namjoon didn't seem to notice as Yoongi pushed another finger inside of him, slowly starting to open him.
Namjoon took him so beautifully every step of the way. He opened up like a flower under Yoongi, meeting the thrusts of Yoongi's fingers as he pushed 2, then 3 and then 4 fingers.
Every part long lean part of him was begging to be touched by Yoongi. His throat was on display as the omega threw his head back in pleasure, seemingly having given up on trying to keep in his sounds.
It was another sign of just how much Namjoon trusted Yoongi. Trusted him to keep in control of his instincts that was telling him to lean forward and snap his jaw around that long inviting piece of soft skin. Tying them together in a perfect bond, meaning that they were meant to be.
His alpha fangs ached, but Yoongi had control over himself, Namjoon trusted him and he would NOT break that trust.
It didn't take much time to get Namjoon ready, the omega was completely relaxed and trusting, his body easily accepting Yoongi, until he was finally ready.
Pulling his fingers from Namjoon, the omega whined "Nooo I was close." the man was honest to god pouting, and really that was not good for Yoongi's heart that was beating hard in his chest at the sight. Namjoon was simply too cute, in his greediness for pleasure.
Finally wrapping a hand around his own cock, Yoongi leaned back on his knees, making sure that he was proper hard, and spreading the rest of Namjoon's slick still on his hand over himself "you still okay Joon? And ready?"
He knew the answer before Namjoon even said it, the omega eagerly nodding trying to pull Yoongi closer with the legs still around the alpha's waist "yes! Yes! Please, I want it so badly." seeing Namjoon so far away from his prim and proper ways, knowing that the omega had given it up for him because he was so relaxed with Yoongi that he was ready for this.
"Remember when I said, we can stop at any point." Yoongi was about to start his whole speech again, but Namjoon stopped him, leaning up while resting on his arms, kissing Yoongi square on the mouth.
The kiss was dirty and wet, leaving both of them breathless as it broke, a string of saliva still connecting them "either you fuck me now, or I will turn us around, and I will fuck myself on your cock."
Oh. Apperently Yoongi was into being bossed around. Cool. Turned out that Yoongi was learning things about himself, not that he signed up for that, but why not.
Hurrying up, Yoongi walked on his closer to Namjoon so his cock was pressed against that amazing ass "I am sorry for caring about you." was that really his own voice? He had never sounded like this with anybody else, Namjoon just did this to him.
"Care about my blueballs." it felt good that they could still talk like normal, that they could still be Namjoon and Yoongi. That it didn't matter that Yoongi was the alpha and older, Namjooon would still give him sas.
It made Yoongi more comfortable as well, as he slid a hand down to softly grasp Namjoon's ball, rolling them in his hand "these seem more than fine to me." he grinned, as Namjoon moaned out, a cute little moan, sounding perfect in Namjoon's naturally deep voice.
"Maybe you should check again." Those dark eyes were sparkling, and a hand was resting on Yoongi's shoulder, the other hanging loosely next to his head, ready to grip the sheets if he needed to.
"I have a better idea." Finally, he guided the tip of his cock to Namjoon's entrance. The hole lose and wet, easily spreading accepting Yoongi into his body.
Yoongi really really, had to force himself to look away, there was no way he was gonna last if he looked at Namjoon just accepting his cock, that was simply too much for him and his inner alpha.
"fuck you are so tight, and warm. How are you still so tight, I stretched you." Yoongi was not proud of how much it sounded like a whine, but he couldn't stop himself, as he looked at Namjoon, making sure that everything was okay, as he slowly, oh so slowly pushed all the way in.
"Feels so good." Namjoon moaned, hand clawing at Yoongi's shoulder to ground himself. He would leave cresent moon marks behind from his nails when they were done, and a part of him wanted more of it.
Wanted Namjoon to reach down and drag those blunt nails up the length of his back, leaving marks that he would feel in the shower and every time he dragged on a shirt.
Now was really not the time for Yoongi to get lost in exactly the idea of why, what he really wanted was for Namjoon to permanently mark him.
As his hips touched Namjoon's ass as he finally bottomed out, he was struggling to breathe steadily. He wanted to fuck Namjoon for real, cum inside him and make sure that everybody would smell him in Namjoon, but he knew that he couldn't. That he needed to make this good for Namjoon, but fuck, there was no way in hell Namjoon was meant to feel this perfect around him.
Yoongi could already feel the place where his knot was, starting to ache. Ready and hopeful that they would get to actually knot.
"Still okay?"
Namjoon's eyes were blown wide, "never felt this good before." he seemed surprised, and a little lost in his pleasure "so... good? Normally always hurts at first."
So Yoongi was just gonna become a murderer, there was no other way around it, he would have to kill the assholes who had dated Namjoon before "That is why we did prep." Namjoon deserved only the best, only pleasure and no pain. (unless of course, he wanted that, and Yoongi was not opposed to the idea of giving Namjoon's trained as a few good swats, but like so many other things, that would have to wait for now.)
"Maybe you were right," Namjoon seemed to have gathered himself more, as he tightened his legs for real around Yoongi's waist. The hand he had on the alpha's shoulder slid up to instead cup his nape so he could pull Yoongi down and kiss him softly on the mouth "now will you fuck me for real?"
Fuck... that was not the word that Yoongi was sure he wanted to use anymore.
Yeah, they were having sex, but to him, it had become more than just sex, without ever meaning to be. He was not gonna say that to Namjoon, not at that moment.
Pretending to sigh, Yoongi pecked him once more on the lips "I just want to make sure you are comfortable."
"I would be more comfortable if you would stuff me full of your cock." whoever had taught Namjoon to talk like that, would be the reason for Yoongi's early grave.
"You are a menace."
Namjoon wanted to say something in return, but he was interrupted by his own moan as Yoongi finally started to actually fuck him, popping one of Namjoon's long legs over his shoulder, honestly, a little impressed by just how bendy the other man was.
The angle change made so Yoongi could easily find the right angle, making Namjoon's moan like a common whore, not even able to attempt to keep in the sounds. Yoongi loved every second of it.
He didn't go hard, nor fast, but instead settling for deep slow thrusts, making sure that with every stroke of his cock.
They didn't exchange more words, they didn't really need to. Namjoon's dark eyes, struggling to stay open, but refusing to look away from Yoongi's, said more than 1000 words ever would. All Yoongi could do was hope that he did the same. Spoke of the bone-deep desire that he did not dare even trying to voice.
Moans, groans, and little noises escaped both of them. Groans of each other names, as hands, roamed over skin. Had it been anybody else, maybe it would have been awkward, but with Namjoon it was perfect.
This was everything he could ever have dreamed of and better. It was so easy to forget that this whole thing was about knotting, first when his knot actually started to expand, showing and signing that the whole thing wasn't gonna last much longer than that.
Fuck he had been so caught up in himself that hadn't noticed how close he was, handshaking he reached down to start jerking off Namjoon's cock. He wanted to get the omega off before he knotted him, but this time it was Namjoon swatting away his hand "no." his voice was quivering, seemingly he was closer than Yoongi had expected "I wanna cum on your knot."
The fact that Yoongi didn't cum and knot right there and then, was a small miracle all to itself, "you sure?" Yoongi panted, he had been pressing soft kisses to Namjoon's neck. He trusted himself, that no matter how much he wanted to, he was not gonna bite Namjoon's neck, he had more self-control than that.
Plus Namjoon made the sweetest of sounds when the tip of Yoongi's tongue came close to his scent gland "it will feel better if you cum before, so you don't feel the stretch."
The stretch of Namjoon's body accepting Yoongi's cock, the stretch of them being locked together as Namjoon got filled with cum.
Yeah, he should not be thinking about that.
"Or it's because it's you." Namjoon had lifted Yoongi's head from his neck, so they could look each other in the eyes.
That was all it really took. Just a few thrusts later, Yoongi's knot had grown large enough that just one thrust locked them together, as he came inside of Namjoon. Wave after wave of hot cum settling inside of Namjoon.
It was not meant to be possible for omega's to get pregnant outside of their heat, but Yoongi couldn't help but feel that he had put a real effort into proving that false.
Yes, that was the stupid alpha part of his brain speaking, but that didn't stop him from liking the idea, no matter how much it would be a terrible idea.
His arms were shaking with the effort of holding himself up as he moaned Namjoon's name, burying his head in the other man's neck. The soft moans from Namjoon, repeats of Yoongi's name, together with the wetness spreading over their stomachs made it clear that Namjoon too had found his end as well, both of them panting heavily.
The pleasure coursing through Yoongi's veins as he pumped Namjoon full of cum, was more than he could ever imagine.
Still, the position was bad "fuck." Yoongi groaned, he had thought everything else through, but apparently not this "I should have thought about it."
"What?" Namjoon's words were slurred, he was running through a high from the knotting, with Yoongi's knot still firmly inside of him, it would be a fair few minutes before he was back in his own mind, with his brain fully functional.
"Not a good knotting position." Yoongi's arms were straining, and he was regretting the money times he scuffed at the idea of going to the gym with the other guys. He really should have worked on his upper body muscles.
Namjoon's arm that had been clenching the sheets, let go to wrap around him, pulling Yoongi down "I can hold your weight." he mumbled the words.
The pull was too strong for Yoongi to really fight it, ending with him putting all his weight on top of Namjoon "I don't want to crush you." Yoongi mumbled the words, but relaxed into Namjoon's arms, the man's chest was solid and warm under him, and he wasn't sure he could move, even if he wanted to.
"I didn't work out for nothing, plus you weight nothing."
"This isn't very alpha-like." Yoongi had wanted to be the perfect alpha for Namjoon, and he thought he had been doing well, so ended it like this was not Yoongi's plan.
"Perfectly you." Namjoon's words were half cut off "feels so good... feels so full."
They stayed there for the 20 minutes it took for Yoongi's knot to go down, and never at any point did Namjoon complain about Yoongi's weight on top of him, it didn't seem like he even registered it. He was too busy purring up a happy storm, moaning sweet soft little moans when they moved just a little, and Yoongi's cock rocked just right inside of him.
The scent of happy peaches was heavy in the air, and Yoongi lying with his head on Namjoon's neck was feeling pretty scent drunk.
"O-kay?" this was not how he planned on showing aftercare, but he was feeling like he could need some himself.
He could hear the smile in Namjooon's voice as he ran a hand through Yoongi's sweat-soaked hair "Yeah... this was perfect, feels so... good." Yoongi's knot had finally shrunk enough that he could pull out, but neither made the move to actually do it, instead, both were comfortable in each other's space "I hope it's gonna be like this every time, this was perfect."
Even half scent drunk, Yoongi could see the opening the left him, the opening Namjoon gave him. Fighting to look up, raising his head, he looked into the eyes of his longest-standing friend "it could be... if you let it be me who does it every time." it wasn't what Yoongi wanted to say, but a stream of ' I love you so much, please don't leave me, I don't think I can think of things right now that isn't you, all I want is to hold you and never let go, I love you! I love you! Please let me love you!' seemed like maybe coming off a bit strong.
Namjoon expression was lazy, as he looked Yoongi in the eyes, but his smile made Yoongi's heart speed up "I would like that."
Oh.
Then Namjoon kissed him.
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